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ORATION 



PEMVERKD BY 



LIEUT/COLONEL W, R. ROBERTS, 



AT THE GREAT 



FENIAN DEMONSTRATION, 



JONES' WOOD, NEW-YORK, 



TUESDAY, July 25th, 1865. 



And shall we beat ;mil bend forever, 
And shall no time our bondage sever, 
And shall we kneel, but battle never 

For our own native land. 



NEW-YORK: 

Published at the Office of the IVades Advocate. 
166 WlLMAM Street. 



PRICE, TETsT OEIXTTS. 



ORATION 



DELIVERED 15Y 



L1EUT.-C0L0NEL V. R. ROBERTS, 



AT THE GREAT 



FENIAN DEMONSTRATION, 



JONE8' WOOD, NEW-YORK, 



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TUESDAY, JULY 25th, 18G5. 
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And shall we bear and bend, forever, 

And shall no time our bondage sever, 

And shall we kneel, buf battle never 

For our own native land. 






NEW-YORK: 
Published at the Office of the Trades Advocate, 

166 William Stkket. 

1865. 




Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1865, by Neville & Co., in the Clerk's Office 

of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New- York. 



ORATION 

DELIVERED BT 

LIEUT.-COLONEL W. H. ROBERTS, 

AT THE 

GREAT FENIAN DEMONSTRATION. 



Fellow- Countrymen and Brothers : 

Your partiality, more than your good judgment, has placed me 
to-day in a position, that I wish were occupied by a better and an 
abler man; accustomed to the practical pursuits of mercantile life, 
I am ill qualified to entertain you with beautiful figures of 
rhetoric, or flights of the imagination, which however valuable 
they may be to an orator or a poet, are worse than useless when 
judged by the rules of multiplication or addition, and are neither 
pleasing nor profitable on the balance sheet of a ledger. And 
though, on ordinary occasions of speech-making, these qualities 
may be useful and entertaining, I am not sorry if on this occasion 
I lack these great essentials, for the time and the occasion needs 
plain common-sense talk, and plain practical measures; we require 
facts not fancy, dollars as well as sympathy, muskets not advice, and 
bullets in place of words. We need, my friends, stern and deter- 
mined men, and generous and brave hearts, who, when the hour 
of trial comes, will prove their faith and love by deeds; will be 
free with their means and self-reliant in the justness of their cause, 
and their own right arms. [Load cheers.'] 

Had I no other motive than that of your gratification, or my 
own inclination, I would not be here to-day, speaking, or taking 
part in this demonstration, but I have other motives, and other 
purposes in addressing you. The time has come when every 
Irishman who loves his country and believes in the ultimate in- 
dependence of his native land, must take his place beside the 
Fenian Brotherhood, in asserting that Irish Liberty can only be 
won by fighting for it. [Great cheering.'] The time has come when 
Irishmen must take sides, and those who are not w r ith us, are against 



us. Cowardly, doubts and timidity must give place to courage, 
and confidence in ourselves and our power; it will not do to say 
I would sacrifice my life for Ireland, if it would save her ; I 
would spend my last dollar in lier cause, if it would do her any 
good, when you will neither give, nor assist those who are giving 
the one, and will risk the other. [Load cheers.] The man who 
holds back now, shrinking and doubtful, is no warm lover of his 
land, and his patriotism is like the poor Irishman's blanket, too 
short at one end, and not long enough at the other. [Loud 
laughter and cheer s.~\ 

Though an humble and unpresuming member of the Fenian 
Brotherhood, the position that I occupy in it is one that enables 
me, nay of necessity compels me, to have a knowledge of all its 
machinery, its strength, its hopes, and its prospects ; and I could 
tell you much that would cheer every true Irish heart, and advance 
the cause with the cold and the unbelieving outside the organiza- 
tion, but it would be not alone imprudent but criminal in me to 
do so, as the ears of our enemy are long and open, her spies are 
about even in this very city, perhaps in this very crowd. And 
though much her press pretend to sneer at the movement, I assure 
you the British government has a very different opinion of it, and 
well she may, for she is beginning' to hear the rumbling of the 
storm thatVill shake, if not destroy, her rotten old hulk from stem 
to stern. 

Ah, she little thought when hunting the Irish children from their 
homes and country, with her cruel and unjust laws, and her brutal 
and unfeeling execution of them, she was but placing them 
where they could one day furnish the means of redeeming their 
country and avenging her martyrs ; she little thought that her 
extermination was but rejuvenation ; and that the wild geese who 
crossed the Atlantic would one day return with the sinews of war ; 
and the genius for conducting it, to enable their brothers at home 
to make the most heroic struggle that has been made since the 

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days of Clontarf, and which they have since proved themselves 
capable of making on the battle-fields of Europe and America, 
when well equipped and well led. And then what a special dis- 
pensation of Providence there seems in affording a school for mill 



tary training and experience to Irishman in the late unhappy war. 
"We all know how they have availed themselves of it. The Fenian 
Brotherhood means to avail itself of them ; and I know they are but 
too anxious to use their dearly bought experience for the benefit 
and in the cause of their own cherished native land. If asked when 
can you be ready to go, the answer invariably is, in an hour if 
necessary. Believe me when the blow is struck, there will be no 
Ballingarrys or Slievenamons. England this time will not meet a 
handful of undisciplined, unarmed men, led by a true-hearted, 
high-souled, self-sacrificing, but unfit man — poor Smith O'Brien. 
No, she will have to meet — well, I wont say what, for it would be 
giving her information. She will see when the time comes. In 
the late American troubles England played her old game to 
divide and destroy. How ready she then was to use her power 
in the struggle, so as to enable the weaker to hold out against the 
stronger, until there would not be as much left of the national life 
as there was of the Kilkenny cats ; — not that she loved the South, 
but that she hated and feared both North and South. I wonder 
if she is as ready to take offence now. [Cries of "No, 
no," and laugltter.'] I rather think if Brother Jonathan should 
pull her nose, and squeeze it .well in so doing, she would 
be disposed to look upon the act as a friendly intimation 
that it wanted blowing, and would blow it accordingly, to 
please her dear American cousin, for blood is thicker than water 
you know ; and now that her fears induce her to claim kindred, 
we may expect to hear the whole relationship cast up, although a 
few months ago the Americans were nothing but uncivilized sav- 
ages ; but all this will be remembered for a final and grand reck- 
oning ; and I hazard nothing in saying to-day, that nineteen- 
twentieths of the American people hate and despise England as 
thoroughly as the Irish ever did. The feelings engendered by 
the Revolution of 1776 were passing away; but the devilish per- 
fidy and baseness of England in seeking to engulph the American 
ship, when struggling and straining in the tempestuous sea of a 
gigantic civil war, will never be forgotten while a plank of Liberty 
remains in this Republic, and an American citizen to stand by it. 
[Loud and continued cheers.~\ 



6 

Now, fellow-countrymen, is it not reasonable to suppose that when 
the Irish Kepublic — [loud and uproarious cheering again and 
again, when Mr. Rogers, State Centre, stepped forward on the 
rostrum and called for three more for the Irish Kepublic, which 
were repeated until the whole vast assemblage seemed wild 
with enthusiasm] — when the Irish Republic has her auxiliary 
bureaus of finance, of war and of the navy here, just as the 
South had in England, Nassau and Canada — which, by the 
way, we could make short work of, if President Johnson 
thinks the Blue Noses would be worth the taking — and un- 
less to deprive England of an ally and America of an enemy, 
I don't think them worth the having. Is it not a fair sup- 
position that the Irish Republican government will find as liberal 
friends among the Americans — not to mention the Irish- Ameri- 
cans — as the South found in Canada and England ? I think the 
navy bureau alone will have its hands full in equipping cruisers 
like the Florida, the Alabama, the Tennessee, and the Stonewall ; 
the names will be different, we will have the Robert Emmet, 
[loud cheers,'] the Edward Fitzgerald, prolonged cheers,] the 
Brothers Shears, and the Wolfe Tone. [Enthusiastic cheers.] 
They will all be called after Irish martyrs, so that their names when 
dead will strike more terror into British hearts than even when 
living ; for their blows will be aimed at the most vulnerable and 
vital part of Britain, her commerce. [Loud cheers.] Of course I 
expect that our practical common sense plebian President, Andy 
Johnson, will follow the example of her most ungracious Majesty 
Queen Victoria, and declare the Irish Republic a belligerent. 
[Loud cheers.] English vessels of war will receive notice to quit 
American ports twenty-four hours after arrival, should they 
think it prudent to arrive here at all, lest their crews — many of 
whom are Irish — would forget to return ; and if they are lucky 
enough to get off with their ships, I will guarantee them the most 
hearty groans and other expressions of tenderness that ever yet 
assailed the ears of British cut-throats. [Loud cheers.] We will 
not ask any more partiality from the American government or 
from our American fellow-citizens than England extended to the 
Southern people, who hooted the Prince of Wales in the streets 



of Richmond in 1860. And may God bless them for showing 
their contempt for the descendant of tyrants. [Great cheers.~\ 
I am told, on excellent authority, that he was greeted with the 
music of melodious fish-horns lately on the banks of the Liffey. 
May God bless those fish-horns, too, and the lips that blew them. 
[Boars of laughter .] And though it may seem like profanation to 
ask such a thing for a tin trumpet, still, if they gave the first notes 
of the awakening sense of the Irish people, to their shame and 
national degradation, they deserve a blessing, and they have mine. 
[Cries of And ours, And ours, and Amen, Amen, and cheers.] 

Nearly seven hundred years ago the foot of the English invader 
first polluted the soil of Ireland, and since then what a history is 
hers ; who can read it without sorrowing over the divisions, the 
jealousies, the blindness of her chiefs? Who can study it without 
drawing wisdom, strenght, and toleration from its pages and 
teachings ? Pope Adrian, they say, gave the English King per- 
mission to occupy and govern the country, on condition that the 
Church received its revenue called Peter's pence from the lands 
and tenements, but this is disputed, and I think with justice, 
for it seems impossible that the Pope could place the faithful 
children of the Irish Church in the political power of a reprobate 
and villain like Henry the Second, the grandson of a bastard, 
the husband of a divorced strumpet, remarkable for her de- 
baucheries, but who brought him one-fourth of France as a 
marriage portion, the seducer of his son's affianced bride, the 
murderer of the Archbishop of Canterbmy, Thomas a Becket, 
and the relentless enemy of Pope Alexander the Third ; 
it seems impossible, therefore, that the Pope could place the 
holy and enlightened ministers of the Irish Church and their 
flocks in the power of such a monster, though Pope Adrian 
being an Englishman and a subject of Henry, may have viewed 
it in a different light from Pope Lucius the Third, who posi- 
tively refused to confirm or sanction Henry's usurpations. At 
all events, whether the Pope's Bulls were forged or no, the Church 
has paid dearly for it since — her lands confiscated, her monasteries 
in ruins, her temples desecrated, her priests hunted and prices set 
upon their heads like wolves or mad dogs; yet some of their 



successors to-day seem strangely forgetful of the past, and blind to 
the future ; they appear to forget who stood by them in danger 
and sheltered them in distress, who fought for their faith and 
supported with a generous and open hand, out of scant means, 
the Soggarth whom they loved and the friend whom they trusted. 
[Loud cheers, and cries of True for you.'] 

" Loyal and brave to you, 
Soggarth Aroon. 
Yet, no slave to you, 
Soggarth Aroon. 
Nor out of fear to you, 
Stand up so near to you, 
Och ! out of fear to you, 
Soggarth Aroon. 

" Why not her poorest man, 
Soggarth Aroon. 
Try and do all he can, 
Soggarth Aroon. 
Ireland's commands to fill, 
Of his own heart and will, 
Side by side with you still, 

Soggarth Aroon." [Loud cheers.] 

Some of them also seem to forget the race they sprung from, 
and the profession they belong to. Called to look after our spiritual 
salvation, they assume a political protectorate, unworthy of their 
descent, and inconsistent with their calling. Politics and religion, 
my friends, are strange bed-fellows, and rest uneasily under one 
covering ; the former is sure to have the whole of the blankets, 
while religion is left, neglected and forgotten, to shiver in the cold, 
if not positively kicked out of bed altogether. 

We know the Popes have been blamed for granting authority 
to llenry the Second to annex Ireland to his dominions ; but who 
is to blame for keeping Ireland subject to the British crown these 
seveu hundred years? Is it the Pope's Bulls, which at best were 
but a mere pretext ? And there were others besides ; for instance, 
one Irish chief soliciting aid to destroy another. Is it those hybrid 
things, half man half fiends, called Orangemen, children of the 
devil, spawn of hell, sent into this world to violate the laws of 
nature and of God, a disgrace to the age, their country and civili- 
zation ? 



" Yelling monsters, that with ceaseless crj 
Surround their mother, hourly conceived 
And hourly born, with sorrow infinite 
To her ; Cor when they list, into the womb 
That bred them they return, and howl and gnaw 
Her bowels their repast." 

Is it this faction of cowardly British Thugs, a mere .handful, 
who would be crushed beneath the heels of an indignant people, 
like the worm that crawls, were they all that stood between slavery 
and freedom? Is this the faction that keeps Ireland annexed to 
England ? is it English soldiers or Englishmen ? I say no ! a 
thousand times, no! For, though these are auxiliaries, they 
could never keep a united Ireland, with all her natural advantages 
and brave sons, in chains and bondage. No ! never, never ! Who 
then holds Ireland for the English? I will tell you. It is the 
men who put themselves forward as leaders, and prove base and 
sell her, or cowardly and pusillanimous, refuse to adopt the only 
means that will break her chains and free her spirit and enterprise. 
[Loud cheers.'] It is the Judases, who would sell the Lord in His 
own temple, and who sell their country as Esau sold his birthright, 
who barter their manhood, if they ever had any, for a title, or 
semi or demi, (or whatever you choose to call it) royal smile. 
Who have brought Ireland, with their damnable inventions, to 
what even they must acknowledge she is to-day, or soon will be, 
a land of beggars and snobs ? It is they who have so long turned 
the minds, the energy, the generous and confiding nature of the 
Irish people, into a foul stream. The pure waters that would irri- 
gate the nation and nourish the buds of Liberty and Independence, 
have been corrupted with their doctrines, their selfishness and 
their beggarly arrogance, looking down upon the poor man as the 
Lower Orders, God save the mark, [laughter and cheers,] who 
are charitably supposed to have no capabilities to direct and rule 
a nation, and only fit to be cajoled and humbugged, Sadliered and 
Keoghed, domineered over and betrayed, hunted or starved. 
[Loud and long -continued cheers.] 

Oh, my beautiful and insufferable snobs* and toadies, your game 
is up; your tricks arc known, and the people you have so long 
deceived, will lay the corner-stone of a great and enduring nation, 



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and will use no such bricks as you in the structure, until you are 
first purified in the fires which shall regenerate your native land. 
[Immense cheers.~\ 

It is hard to speak thus of men of nry own race and land ; 
would to God I and eveiy honest man were spared the recital ; 
but I am here to utter the truth, and I will speak it; let others 
speak to please one side or another, I raise my voice for Ireland 
and her cause to-day, [loud cheers,] and if I cannot give utter- 
ance to honest sentiments in public, I will nurse my contempt and 
derision in private, for the base tools who aspire only to betray. 
[Great cheering.] Yes, these pretended friends of Ireland have 
too long deceived the people, and betrayed their country ; they 
have time and again depicted Ireland's wrongs and sufferings in 
vivid colors, and thundered forth their anathemas against British 
tyranny in forcible and seemingly sincere language, and then when 
a trusting and hopeful people looked to them for a remed} T , lo and 
behold the panacea they recommend is a little office ointment 
rubbed on the heads of themselves and their friends ; and although 
the foul ulcers that were eating out the life of the nation, and be- 
yond the healing power of all remedies, except that of the sword, 
these PATRIOTS assert that the disease was not so bad as they 
at one time supposed, and that a little tenant-right lotion, with 
some Manooth and Queen's College tincture of gold, would restore 
the patient to perfect health again. [Derisive cheers.] Oh, most 
wicked and impotent conclusion, to think that a small fraction of 
that wealth which England is draining from your country year 
after year, and day after day, will, on being flung back to you as 
a favor, invigorate the exhausted resources of the nation. Oh, 
most farcical and impudent assertion, to say that the malignant 
cancer which must be cut out altogether, root and branch, seed 
and nurture, if you would save the patient's life, will heal of its 
own accord, by applying a little pension salve, washed with a 
little no-Popery lotion, to prevent irritation. [Great cheers.] 

Is Parliamentary agitation, and such despicable juggling, going 
to give liberty or justice to Ireland, when to do so would be 
giving up a part of the very foundation upon which the British 
o-overnmcntal structure is raised? Is the blood and treasure which 



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England draws from Ireland, and which she requires to supply 
the drain upon her own resources, so as to keep the English peo- 
ple from discontent and revolution, going to be relinquished, 
through fear of big words and threatening speeches ? Are any or 
all of these methods going to loosen the jaws of the hungry beast 
whose teeth have been sinking deeper and deeper into the very 
vitals of the nation, until now there remains but one sound artery 
through which the blood and hopes of our race flow pure and true, 
the Fenian Brotherhood? [Enthusiastic cheering.'] We are tired 
of shams, we are sick of cant, we stretch forth our arms across the 
Atlantic, and grasping a brother's hand of every creed, Catholic, 
Episcopalian, Presbyterian, Jews, Turks, if there are such beings 
in Ireland ; aye, even those of repentant Orangemen, (for the Son 
of God forgave his murderers,) and swear, by the blood that has been 
shed, and the victims that have suffered, by the sacred dust in which 
the bones of her martyrs lie, dishonored and unavenged, by the millions 
of nameless dead, who, from the first, have suffered for her and nour- 
ished with their blood the soil they so fondly loved, by every hope that 
men can cherish, and angels give, Ireland shall be free, and we must 
free her. [Long and enthusiastic cheers again and again, and cries 
of " we are with you, we are with you."] 

You have begged long enough, you have prayed, you have 
coaxed, you have fawned until you have made freemen all over 
the earth despise you ; you have flattered until your sycophancy 
became disgusting to friend and foe alike. You have tried all these 
and failed, miserably failed, and now there is not a heart throb left 
in the nation that you can revive with your poisonous drugs and 
quack nostrums. Now, step aside and let the earnest sons of toil, 
the bone and sinew of the land, the true representatives of the 
men who fought at Limerick, Benburb and Fontenoy ; let them see 
what they can do now. You have been tried in the balance and found 
wanting. "We will step into the scales and be weighed. [Loud 
cheers.] You have tried clods, we will try what virtue there is in 
rifles instead of Parliamentary protests. We will try powder and 
ball, the sword shall now be the arbiter of her destinies and her 
children, and may God defend the right. [Vehement cheering.] 
If we fail once with honor in a noble fight, we will try again and 



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again ; blood must wash out what blood and crime has stained. 
[Loud cheers.'] 

I would not destroy the life of a fly without a necessity ; neither 
would I sacrifice the life of a human being without an adequate 
cause ; but brave men are not afraid to die, and what holier cause 
did man ever fight for than freedom? what death more glorious 
than that of the patriot-soldier who dies for his country and his 
race? 

" To live in hearts we leave behind, is not to die." 

I have seen more sickening sights than any beheld on the battle- 
field ; the ghastly skeletons of what were once God's creatures, fain 
and comely, and strong, shriveled into skin and bone from star- 
vation, and piled in heaps, with a little straw for a shroud, waiting 
to be pitched into a common hole, " unwept, unhonored, and un- 
sung;" this was death — this was murder. To be sure there was 
no blood spiled, for the gaunt demon of hunger consumed it before 
he destroyed the victim immolated on the altar of British law. 
There was no flesh mangled, unless what the rats or the starving 
infant eat from its mother's breast. There was no property des- 
troyed or taken, for they died on the road-side, eating grass or 
roots, unable or unwilling to touch the turnips that grew so tempt- 
ing inside the hedge, although I knew of one case where a poor 
starving wretch was sentenced to imprisonment for three months, 
for eating them out of the vessel that the GENTLEMEN'S cows 
were feeding from ; and yet GOOD men, HONOURABLE men, 
KESPECTABLE men, say " Peace, peace," when there is no 
peace ; they say " All is well," when all is ill, and blaspheme 
God's holy name by attributing to His will the work of their own 
hands and that of their accomplices. [Loud and vehement cheers 
were given, again and again.] 






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